Faced with the request for the iron pot, Timur smiled and said, "Not only will there be wine, but there will also be roast duck!"
As he spoke, he placed a wine jar and a duck in front of the iron pot. Seeing the iron pot of wine and meat, he couldn't wait to pour himself a glass of wine, then skillfully rolled up a roll of duck meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
, in an instant, his face was filled with a happy smile, and he was extremely satisfied.
First, Timur stared at the iron pot angrily, and suddenly cursed angrily: "Do you still have any support at all? Your loyal ministers of the Yuan Dynasty have all surrendered, and the Yuan Dynasty is over!"
Iron Pot was startled for a moment, but he didn't take it seriously at all, "Dayuan and I were just dreaming. But Wang Baobao's surrender made everyone feel at ease. I can feel at ease too... Come, let's drink.
!Eat meat, eat it! This duck leg is yours."
First, Timur looked at the iron pot and was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to roll him into the spring pancake.
Although I had some expectations about the human nature of Iron Pot, I could also guess that Wang Baobao refused to surrender and kept using the banner of the Yuan Dynasty. The most embarrassing thing must be the emperor who had surrendered to the Ming Dynasty.
If the king surrenders and the minister refuses to surrender, there will indeed be a little bit of embarrassment.
Now that things are better, Wang Baobao has also been reduced, and he can breathe a sigh of relief.
No need for everyone to be embarrassed.
It's just that the huge Yuan Dynasty fell to this point. The emperor and his ministers surrendered, and there was not even a prime minister who died for the country. After all, it was not as good as the Song Dynasty. This result is quite speechless.
The iron pot was drunk, and Timur was also drunk first.
At the same time, further information about the war was sent to Yingtian. Lan Yu and Zhu Di also jointly sent a memorial, requesting His Majesty to issue an order. How should Wang Baobao be dealt with?
After receiving the memorial, Zhang Ximeng and Zhu Yuanzhang realized that Wang Baobao was suffering from an old illness and could not even wipe his neck, so he was captured and felt somewhat dumbfounded.
"This Wang Baobao must have eaten more meat and drank more kumis, and contracted the disease of wealth. When this disease occurs, it is really heartbreaking and very uncomfortable. But it is not necessarily that he will die immediately. If you take good care of him, he will still be able to survive."
I can live for a while." Zhang Ximeng concluded.
Lao Zhu smiled and said, "Sir, are you planning to reform Wang Baobao?"
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "Don't you want this last loyal minister of the Yuan Dynasty to become a citizen of the Ming Dynasty?"
Lao Zhu frowned slightly, naturally he thought, but this is easier said than done.
"Wang Baobao has already made up his mind to die. Laosi and the others have arranged for manpower to guard him day and night, for fear that he will commit suicide. He is not in good health now, but if he recovers a little, he will be determined to die... For such a person, if you want to reform, you can only
I’m afraid it will get even more difficult!”
Death is the only option in the eternal hardships. It is indeed difficult to deal with a person who doesn't even care about death.
Zhang Ximeng thought for a moment and sighed: "Master, if I want to make Wang Baobao willing to accept reform, I have an idea."
"What's the idea?"
"Give Lan Yu and the others an order that when they escort Wang Baobao back to the south, they should not send him directly to Huitian. They should go to Henan first and go to Gushi County to have a look."
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned, and suddenly slapped his forehead, "Mr. Zhang, this trick of yours is absolutely amazing!"
Although Wang Baobao's ancestors are Mongolians, he has lived in the Central Plains for decades and passed through several generations.
Although Wang Baobao has been trying his best to pretend to be a Mongolian since he retreated to the grassland, some things cannot be changed.
At his age, he has gone through ups and downs, but in the last season, he can still return to his hometown, see the place where he grew up, listen to the local accent, and taste the taste of his hometown.
How will Wang Baobao choose?
It's hard to say whether Zhu Yuanzhang would be able to dispel his will to die, but this move is definitely extremely powerful.
Therefore, speaking of great lack of virtue, the entire Ming Dynasty, with so many people put together, is no match for Zhang Ximeng.
"Just do what you want, sir!"
Lao Zhu decisively issued the order, but then Zhu Yuanzhang felt regretful.
He really wanted to go and take a look. It would be a shame not to take part in such a lively event.
But Zhu Yuanzhang also knew that if he wanted to subdue Wang Baobao and make him want to survive and reform, he could not be treated specially. If he went to Henan, it would definitely backfire, and Wang Baobao might be provoked to directly seek death.
So you should find a suitable person to check it out for you, and then tell yourself the truth exactly as it is.
Lao Zhu looked around, and the most suitable person was naturally Zhang Chengtian.
"Good disciple, please run for us!"
Zhang Chengtian rolled his eyelids and said reluctantly: "Your Majesty, I still have to study! I am now seventh in the grade. I still have a lot of room to work hard. I can't skip classes casually."
Lao Zhu's face turned dark when he heard that Zhang Chengtian was ranked seventh in the grade... After all, it is the Zhang family, even the most unsatisfactory, as long as they focus on studying, they will make rapid progress, which is difficult for others to match.
Compared with Zhang Chengtian, my own group of children are far behind.
Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath and sneered: "You are our apprentice and the second son of the Grand Master. Don't you even know how to study on your own? If you want to go to Henan, your grades must be good. You must be in the top three in the next exam... Get out of here!"
"
Zhang Chengtian said helplessly: "Your Majesty, Master! I, if I enter the top three next time, will there be a reward?"
Lao Zhu was startled for a moment, and then said: "If you can pass the exam, I, I will give you one hundred taels of gold!"
Zhang Chengtian immediately said: "Then how will the travel expenses be calculated when I go to Henan?"
"Two hundred taels! Count them all together when you come back!"
"Okay!" Zhang Chengtian agreed, turned around and left. The little fat man had a sly smile on his face. He had actually gotten fourth place in the exam last time.
As long as you master the method and are willing to study hard, you will make rapid progress.
Two hundred taels of gold are at your fingertips.
Lao Zhu was at a disadvantage now.
Zhang Chengtian packed up and left for Henan, to Gushi County, where Wang Baobao was born and raised.
On the other side, Wang Baobao was captured, and his sister was also arrested. Dozens of members of the family gathered together for a family reunion.
Lan Yu did not make things difficult for him, but arranged for people to be divided into three teams to take care of Wang Baobao, including feeding him and giving him medicine, with meticulous care.
"Now that the matter is over, you can just kill me, so why waste your efforts!" Wang Baobao said rudely: "Do you think I will surrender?"
Lan Yu was not polite, "I can't control what happens to you. I only know that the Ming Dynasty treats prisoners well, especially people like you, and we will take good care of them... So Wang Baobao, don't bow your head, you can't fight."
Ours!"
"Can't fight? Just wait and see!" Wang Baobao sneered, "I already look down on life and death, unless you threaten the lives of your family members, but it's a pity that you pride yourself on being a foreign country, so I'm afraid you won't do such a thing, right?
"
Lan Yu laughed, "Don't worry, even if you don't tell us, we won't be so mean... But please don't worry, we will have a better way to make you bow your head."
Wang Baobao sneered, he was already as stone-hearted, just do whatever you want!
Soon the decree from the imperial court came over. Lan Yu took it in his hand, looked at it briefly, and couldn't help but slap his legs and laugh wildly.
"This must be the handiwork of the Grand Master, it is indeed amazing!"
Without saying a word, Lan Yu immediately sent someone to escort Wang Baobao and his family south.
They first passed through Hetao, then took the direction of Datong, passed through Shanxi, and arrived in Henan.
Because Wang Baobao was not in good health, a comfortable carriage was even prepared for him along the way, and there were people who diagnosed his pulse and prepared medicine to ensure Wang Baobao's health.
Zhang Ximeng was right. Wang Baobao was infected with the disease of wealth and his joints were covered with tophi. Although this disease was terrible, it would not kill him immediately as long as he took good care of it.
In fact, as he walked further and further south, the weather got warmer and he ate a lighter diet, Wang Baobao actually became more energetic.
You can even walk around with difficulty.
"This is the Huaihe River! If you want to send me to Beijing, why are you going here?" Wang Baobao was still confused.
The soldier escorting him laughed and said, "We're all here, haven't you noticed yet? Of course I'll arrange for you to go home and take a look!"
"Go home! My home?"
Wang Baobao was suddenly stunned and thought it was ridiculous. He was a Mongolian and had left his hometown long ago. Where could he have a home?
But he soon woke up and knew where this was... Wang Baobao's face suddenly changed for the first time, and his whole person felt bad.
"You can't do this! Quick, send me to Yingtian, I don't want to go! No!" Wang Baobao yelled at the top of his lungs, completely losing control of his emotions.
The soldier responsible for escorting just smiled faintly. Seeing him like this proved that this trick worked!
"Wang Baobao, it's a blessing to be able to return to my hometown again and see my old hometown. Come on, cross the river with us!"
Wang Baobao was so angry that his face was livid and he was completely crazy.
After getting on the boat, he tried to jump into the river several times. Fortunately, the Ming army kept strict guard and was able to save Wang Baobao.
They successfully crossed the Huaihe River and headed towards Gushi County.
Wang Baobao closed his eyes tightly and remained silent, unwilling to take another look.
His sister, on the other hand, still has a little impression of her.
When she was only a few years old at the time, her favorite thing was the old man selling maltose in the east end of the city. For a little money, she could buy a big piece of it.
The sweetness can linger in her mind for days.
Children's happiness is so simple!
"Is there anyone else selling maltose?"
After entering the county seat, the girl kept looking to both sides. Gradually, her eyes widened... Oh my God, is this still the original county seat?
Why are there so many more streets?
There are also shops on both sides!
Row after row, there are a lot more!
It's really prosperous. It's much more lively than before.
She kept searching, and finally found a job selling maltose. But the boss looked much younger, not the old man before.
"Want to eat? I'll buy you a piece!" The escorting soldier bought a piece and came back.
The girl just took a bite and immediately showed a look of surprise.
"It still tastes the same as before!"
She couldn't wait to run to Wang Baobao, "Brother, try it!"
Wang Baobao simply pretended not to hear.
The little girl had no choice but to lower her head and eat the candy. Although becoming a prisoner was not a good thing, it was an unexpected blessing to be able to return to her hometown and enjoy the taste of her childhood.
"I don't have anything to eat for lunch today. I just want to eat some braised noodles. When I'm free, I'll go look for the old house."
The soldier carried a big bowl and brought it to everyone... Wang Baobao, who had closed his eyes and said nothing, smelled the familiar fragrance, his whole body was shaken, and the floodgates of memory opened instantly.
"Here, give me a bowl too!" His voice was as quiet as a mosquito, but the escorting soldiers were perked up. Along the way, this was the first time Wang Baobao made a request. It was not easy!
